Dear Auntie Helga,

I love your publication, and like a lot folks, I have been reading it for a long time but have never contributed. I wanted to write and change that now, so I will tell you a little about myself and my story of when I started wearing feminine clothing.

I am fifty two years old, very happily married with no kids. I am always wearing feminine clothing when at home alone or with my wife. My sweet wife likes what I wear and helps me pick out clothing when we go shopping. She helps with picking out make up and applies nail polish for me also.

How it started, one Saturday when I was twelve years old I was in my older sisters room. My sister's name is Amanda and she was 16 at the time. I was getting ready to try on a pair of her panties and she was supposed to be gone at her best friends Rachael's house. My parents were both at work that day. Well there I was stark naked and about to pull up a pair of pink cotton panties when in walks Amanda and Rachael. I pulled the panties up real quick to cover my privates and Amanda said "Craig, what are you doing in my underwear drawer, what do you think your doing? You are in so much trouble, wait till I tell mom and dad." She was livid and I said, "please don't tell on me, I promise I won't do it again."

I was trying to back out of the room because I was so embarrassed but Rachael closed the door and stood in front of it. Amanda was up in my face and I thought she was going to hit me but Rachael told her to calm down and said, "look Amanda, I think we could have some fun with this. He either does what we say, or you can tell on him." I said, "yes Amanda, I'll do what ever you say. If you want me to do your chores or what ever you want, but please don't tell dad, he'll think I'm a sissy." "Well," she said "I guess, but from now on you stay out of my room and you will do what ever I say, is that clear Craig?" "Yes Amanda, I promise, please can I go and put some clothes on and we will talk about this?" I asked. "NO," said Rachael, "you're going to do what we say and it starts right now." She whispered something to Amanda and they both started giggling, they were whispering to each other for a few minutes and I knew this couldn't be good. Amanda said, "ok Craig since you like girls clothes so much we are going to help you out. We are going to dress you up and make you into my little sister for the day, no arguing or I tell mom and dad, ok?" "I lowered my head and said, "ok, I'll do what you say." "I'll be back in a few minutes," Rachael said and left. "Get out of those panties, they are to big for you anyway, and I'll get some things that fit you," Amanda told me.

I was so embarrassed but I did what she said. I was a small kid for my age about 4'8" and 85 pounds with blond hair and blue eyes. My sister was 5'4" and had a nice figure, her hips and chest were mostly developed so the panties were falling off me anyway. Amanda went to her closet and got a few boxes of clothes, outfits she saved from when she was younger, and put them on the bed. She called Rachael on the phone and told her to bring a pair of her little sisters white tights when she came back, "lucky for us," Amanda said, "Debbie and you are just the same size." Debbie is Rachael's sister and was in my class at school. "I have the perfect outfit for you," Amanda said, "here put this robe on for now though." Amanda was getting things out of the box and pretty soon Rachael and Debbie came in the room. "Hey, she can't be here, "I said, "I won't do this if she is here, she will tell everyone at school. I'll never be able to show my face there again," I said meaning Debbie. Debbie said, "Rachael already told me she caught you wearing your sister's undies, if you let me stay I wont tell anyone, but if not, well you know what will happen." I knew I was in trouble and things were getting out of hand but I didn't know what else to do so I submitted.

First they sat me down at Amanda's make up table and applied pink nail polish on my finger nails. While that was drying the girls were looking thru the boxes and taking stuff out figuring out what they would dress me in. After discussing that, Debbie ran home to get something and came back with a pair of her pink cotton panties and a white cotton training bra. She handed them to me and Amanda said, "put those on." I was so embarrassed I didn't think I could do it. "Now or else," she said and all three were staring at me and I knew I had to do it. I pulled up the panties and they fit perfectly. I took off the robe and was looking at the bra and didn't know what to do with it. Amanda grabbed it and said, "turn around, I'll do it." She put my arms thru the straps and hooked the hooks in the back and turned me around. "I think we'll need to stuff it a little," Amanda said. Rachael handed her a Kleenex box she pulled a few out and stuffed each side. I looked like I had little breasts. "Put those tights on him," Amanda said, so Debbie told me how to do it and I put them on. They grabbed a white slip from the bed and told me to lift my arms and slipped that on me. Amanda picked up a very cute pink summer dress that had white lace edges and a white sash around the waist that tied in the back. "Lift up your arms," she demanded, and she slipped the dress on me. She zipped up the back and closed the button at the top of the zipper and turned me around to look at me. "Oh it fits him perfect, look how cute he is girls," Amanda said to the sisters.

They were all smiles and took me to the mirror, I must admit I looked like any girl my age would, except for my short hair. "Ok, sit him down at the make up table and lets do his face," Rachael said. The others agreed and Amanda started working on my face while Debbie got some socks and shoes off of the bed. They white anklet socks with pink and white ruffles at the ankles. The shoes were Black leather Mary Jane's, she put all of them on me, they also fit me perfectly. When Amanda was done applying make up Rachael said, "Just one more thing," and she pulled a blond wig from the bag that she brought with her. She put it on me and worked on the hair style a little and said, "perfect, he looks stunning Amanda, don't you think?" "I want to see," I said. Rachael said, "ok, close your eyes and I"ll lead you to the full length mirror in the bathroom, but don't open them till I tell you, understood?" I agreed and closed my eyes, she took my hand and led me into the bathroom, I thought. "Ok, open your eyes," when I did I heard a click and saw a flash and there was Amanda with a camera. She took some more pictures at my protest but it didn't matter.

When she was done she took me to the mirror and I couldn't believe what I saw, there was a cute little girl looking at me from the mirror. I had pink lipstick on and some rosy blush on my cheeks but otherwise couldn't tell what took her so long to put make up on my face. When I asked she said, "you have foundation make up on, a little mascara, and a very little eye lid color but when done right its hard to see dummie, you don't want to look like a twelve year old prostitute do you?" She handed me a purse that matched my outfit and the lipstick I was wearing to put in it. "What do I need that for?" I asked. "We are going to the Mall to buy you some more clothes and you will need them," she answered. "If you need to take anything with you go get it and put it in your purse, hurry." I said, "I'm not going anywhere dressed like this, what if someone I know sees me, I'll never live it down." She grabbed my hand and drug me to the mirror again and said, "do you recognize who is looking at you?" "No, I guess not, but," she interrupted me and said, "no buts, you'll do as I say from now on, I have pictures of you now, and unless you want mom and dad to see them, or maybe your friends at school, you'll do as I say."

Tears were starting to form in my eyes and Amanda grabbed a Kleenex and said, "you'll ruin your make up, stop crying right now." She dabbed my eyes and put her arms around me and said, "Craig, don't worry, you look so cute no one will ever know, I have a pretty little sister now but we will have to say you're my cousin from out of town, in case we run into any one we know. I promise no one will be able to tell, right you guys," she said to Rachael and Debbie. They both enthusiastically agreed, and Debbie said, "hey, we can't call him Craig though, how about Carla, I love that name and it fits him, or a her, I mean." "That's great," Amanda said, "Carla it is. Now go get what ever you need and lets go, Carla." I went into my room and grabbed my key for the house and my wallet, not much in my wallet but my social security card, a picture of mom and dad and a few bucks, a couple of baseball cards also. I put my wallet and key in my purse and met the girls at the front door.

We left and started walking to the Mall and Rachael said, "hey Carla, you need to stop walking like a boy, try to imitate Debbie ok, or you'll give yourself away." Debbie grabbed my hand and I walked with her holding her hand all the way to the Mall. I always thought Debbie was cute and now I was starting to get a big crush on her, great I thought, she will never go for a sissy like she thinks I am now. By the time we got to the Mall Rachael said I was doing much better at my walk, I really had never paid attention before. While at the Mall, we went to Sears where Amanda bought me some various colors of girls panties and tights, a few training bras and socks and a pair of girls sandals. We hung around the Mall and we did run into some of Amanda's friends, I was introduced as Carla and no one thought twice. We also ran into some of the girls in my class who knew Debbie and they didn't recognize me at all. We saw some of the boys from our class also but never talked to them since they weren't interested in girls much yet. We had a lot of fun at the Mall, I was very nervous though when I had to use the restroom, I held it as long as I could but when I couldn't any more I told Amanda. She giggled some, but took me into the ladies room with her and took me into a stall and helped me with my clothes, I wasn't used to having to sit down to pee and deal with all those clothes. On the way home we stopped at the Goodwill store and Amanda bought me a few outfits and another pair of shoes.

When we got home I told Amanda thanks for spending money on me for all the clothes and she said, "don't worry Carla, you'll do some baby sitting for me and work it off. Besides I loved having a sister to hang out with today, and you need to have clothes to wear because your going to be Carla a lot from now on, whenever possible." What I didn't notice is while we were at the Mall, Amanda dropped the film of the pictures she took of me off at the photo lab and picked them up a few days later, along with the negatives. Once we got home from the Mall Amanda said, "Carla you and Debbie go play somewhere so I can chat with Rachel." Debbie grabbed my hand and led me off to her house and into her room to play with her dolls. We played for a while and then her mom came in to ask if she wanted a snack, "do you want some cookie's and milk? Oh, hi, who's your friend Debbie?" "This is Amanda's cousin Carla," she answered. "Hello Carla, would you two like a snack," her mom asked. We both said yes and followed her back to the kitchen where we sat and had our snack. I said thanks when we were done and then told Debbie that I should go home. She told me she would go with me and said to her mom she would be right back. We walked to my house and Debbie was holding my hand all the way. When we got inside the house Debbie said, "I really like you a lot Carla, would you come play with me again soon?" "Sure as soon as I can Debbie, I like you too, a lot. Can I come and play with you when I'm not Carla also?" I asked. "Sure you can," she gave me a little kiss on the lips, just a little peck really but I must of turned beet red. "Bye," she said and turned and left. I went to Amanda's room and knocked on the door, "just a minute," she said. She opened the door, "oh, Craig, a I mean Carla, what's up?" she asked. "Mom and dad will be home from work pretty soon Amanda, I can't be dressed this way when they get home," I replied. "Oh, your right come in here," she pulled me into her room and her and Rachael helped me get undressed and cleaned my face. Rachael said, "Carla can use my wig as long as she likes Craig, but she must take good care of it do you understand?" "Yes, thank you Rachael, I'll be very good to it." "Don't worry about that Rachael, it will stay in my room, what would mom say if she found it in your room Craig?" Amanda said. She was right as always so my new clothes and the wig stayed in Amanda's room.

From then on though my relationship with my sister changed. We became very close and she brought out Carla as often as possible. She trained me how to baby sit and she got Carla some babysitting jobs so I did pay her back and saved some money of my own. Mom found out not long after that day but after a long talk with us both she was ok with it. Amanda explained to her how much better I was behaving and doing in school and was even working my debt off to her for the clothes she bought me. I don't know if she ever told dad, if she did he never said anything about it. I started growing my hair out so pretty soon I didn't need to use a wig. My sister taught me how to do my hair and make up, and how to act like a girl. Amanda, Rachael, Debbie and I had a lot more adventures after that. Debbie and I become best friends and I spent a lot of time with her even when I wasn't Carla. Debbie's mom also saw thru me pretty soon, Carla and Craig looked too much alike, especially once my hair grew out. Debbie's mom was cool with it after she talked things over with my mom. I think they probably thought it was just a phase I would out grow but I never did.

Sorry, if this is to long to publish I will understand. I will write more about Carla's adventures if you are interested, let me know.

Sincerely Yours,
Carla/Craig

Thank you for your letter Carla. This letter illustrates perfectly how a very innocent exploration can bring out the dominant side of even young girls, conversely the submissive nature of young boys, all to the better it would seem for Carl. We all would love to hear more of your adventures. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all of you.

Auntie Helga